History Repeats Itself

Summary:FINAL CHAPTER AND ORIGIONAL ENDING POSTED!! History has a tendancy to repeat, whether we like it or not. We all know what happened in New Moon, Edward left Bella. What if they meet again in the future and Bella is a vampire that goes by Abi White? Will he find out her true identity, and if he does, will she take him back?

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2. First Day

Today was my second first day at Forks High School. Drew, Kimmy, and I were not ready for what was going to happen. We had been to many high schools, but what happened here had never happened to us before.

“Hello.” I said politely to the lady in the office. “Today is our first day.”

“You must be Abigail, Andrew, and Kimberly White.” She said warmly. “I’m Mrs. Johnson. Here are your schedules. By the way, you need to have all of your teachers to sign these slips and then you need to return them to me at the end of the day.” She handed us our papers.

“Thanks,” Drew mumbled. Kimmy nodded and we walked out of the office.

I was showing my “siblings” the shortest routes between classes when suddenly, I froze. Across the parking lot, five beautiful vampires were climbing out of a shiny silver Volvo. They were the same vampires that left me sixty years ago. It was like history was repeating itself.

“Abi? Are you okay?” Kimmy asked, worriedly.

“There are other vampires here.” I said. “Don’t get on their bad side, but you don’t have to be their friends. Find out what you can.”

“Why?” Drew asked.

“We have to make sure they aren’t territorial or threatening.” I lied. “I have to go home. I forgot something.”

“What?” Kimmy and drew asked at the same time.

“I forgot my gifts for you guys.” I said and hurried away, leaving them confused.

When I was at home, Heather ignored me. She probably thought I had a weird reason to come home, followed by a long explanation. She was right.

I ran into my closet and thoroughly scanned my clothes. I asked myself, what wouldn’t Bella wear? I finally decided on a denim mini-skirt, a black sweater, and heeled boots that reached my knees. I put on some make-up and looked in the mirror. As usual, my shoulder-length, dyed black hair looked perfect.

On my way out, I grabbed my favorite diamond necklace and my language translator. Why does Drew want a translator, anyway? I thought as I sped to school.

I walked into English right as the bell rang. I handed my slip to the teacher, who then signed it and handed it back, along with a book list that I’d already read. It was Bronte, Shakespeare, Chaucer, and Faulkner. It was the exact same list that I had

Sixty-one years ago.

In my mind, I was going over all of the possible things that could happen when the Cullens met the Whites.

When the bell rang, I walked to gym. I normally loved gym, now that I wasn’t a clumsy human. But as soon as I walked in, I wanted to leave. Alice and Edward were in my class. I took a deep breath and walked past them. The coach said I didn’t have to participate, which disappointed me. I wanted to play volleyball and win, again.

For an hour, I watched the boys against girls’ volleyball game. The humans clearly left it to the Cullens to score points. The serves were nearly always returned because Edward read their minds, and Alice saw where the ball would go.

At lunch, I gave Kimmy and Drew their “gifts”. They were thrilled, but also confused. I wasn’t normally a gift-giver.

“It’s for first day of school good luck.” I said, smiling,

“Oh my goodness!” Kimmy exclaimed.

“What?” I asked jokingly, “Am I sparkling, or do you just love your gift?”

“No, we still don’t sparkle in sunlight, but that’s not it,” She said hastily. “Two vampires are walking towards us. One is really good looking, even for a vampire, and the other is really tiny.” I could feel my eyes widening in shock and fear. Did they figure me out?

“Hello.” I heard an all too familiar voice say as he sat down beside me. My eyes stayed glued to the table. “My name is Edward Cullen.”

“I’m Alice.” My old best friend’s soprano voice chimed. She took a seat on the other side of Edward.

“I’m Abigail White and this is Kimmy and Drew.” I said coldly, staring into his golden eyes. They no longer took my breath away.

“The rest of our family is over there,” Edward said, gesturing to the table across the cafeteria. “Rosalie and Jasper Hale are adopted twins. Emmett, the big one, and Alice are my adopted siblings. Rosalie, Jasper, and Emmett are juniors. Alice and I are sophomores.”

“Thanks for that piece of information.” I said sharply.

“Sorry about Abi,” Drew said warmly. “She is having a bad day.”

“She is usually cheerful.” Kimmy told them. The two Cullens nodded and left. “What is with you?” she asked harshly.

“I...” I started to say, but was abruptly cut off by the bell. Drew and Kimmy got up and left me sitting alone at the table. I sulked to biology.

To my horror, the only seat left was next to Edward. I sat down unhappily and pretended to pay attention.

“Hello, Abi.” He said in a pitch so low that a human wouldn’t be able to hear it.

“Edward.” I acknowledged.

“How old are you?” He asked.

“Why do you want to know? Are you some kind of creepy stalker?” I responded through my teeth.

“No, I’m just curious about you.”

“Fine,” I said unhappily. “I’m fifteen.”

“No, how old are you really?” He said, implying that I was a liar. “I was born in 1901.”

I sighed and told him, “I am seventy-eight.”

“That’s how old...”

“What?” I asked.

“How old Bella would be.” He mumbled distantly.

“Who is Bella?” I asked. I felt like a host for one of those old game shows. “Did the Volturi kill her or something?” I knew that I had made him feel extremely guilty. I was bringing back his memories of me.

“She was a human that I loved. She wasn’t afraid of what we were,” He began. “Sixty years ago, we were playing baseball and another vampire coven heard us. They showed up and the leader started hunting her. He almost killed her. I found her on the ground, bloody and broken. Bella almost died, but we saved her. On her eighteenth birthday, she got a paper cut opening her presents at her party. Jasper nearly attacked her. We left a few days later, and that day... that day was the last day that anyone ever saw her...” His voice trailed off.

“You shouldn’t have left her.” I told him harshly. I knew that I had struck below the belt. “I bet she ran away because of you.”

“I know...” He whispered his voice lifeless.

“You probably ended her life.”

He only nodded. The rest of the period, I pretended to pay attention, but in my mind, I was going over everything he had said.